ACT 1
INT Room 7pm
SALMA in her pajamas is sitting on her bed typing on her laptop. She is posting on her blog ‘The Jordanian Spinster’.
SALMA
‘Does not having children hurt me that bad because it is natural for me as woman to feel so, or is it because people expect me to do so?’
SALMA pauses for a moment and looks at her little nephew’s picture next to her bed.
SALMA whispers
would I ever hear someone calling me mama?
She looks back at her laptop screen, erases what she wrote then types
SALMA
‘Whom should I blame for letting me build my focal point of life around a man that never arrived?’
Suddenly there is a knock on the door. SALMA tries to hide her screen
SALMA
Come in
MOTHER
hey dear, I want to talk to you about something, May I?
SALMA impatiently
What is it about?
MOTHER
I know that you hate this subject but we have to talk
SALMA
offft, again?!!
MOTHER
you are approaching 35 and you still single. I am really worried on you
SALMA groans
SALMA
Haven’t we talked about this millions of times before? You would never give up, would you?
MOTHER
I would only give up when I see you married
SALMA
Yeeeey, like it is up to me
MOTHER
Ofcourse it is up to you, if you just lower your expectations
SALMA
Expectations?? like I am having 100 proposals at our door.
MOTHER
You did have few before
SALMA
Last one I remember was something like 10 years ago! You wanted me to consider him regardless of his awful smell, remember?
MOTHER
You could have worked on his hygiene!
SALMA shaking in anger
OMG, can we just drop this?!
MOTHER
No, listen to me, you have just another chance now. Don’t blow it
SALMA with no reaction on her face looks at her mother as she moved closer to her and started telling her about the groom
Do you have something to say?